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[Fulfilled] Never Have I...

Prompt: changki roommates au + they hate each other and fight over everything/A day theyre drunk and have angry sex (bottom power!Kihyun) + Kihyun realizes he has feelings for Changkyun but hes too scared to confess (M)

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Words: 5169

Warnings: explicit rating

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“Hey Changkyun, is there any way I could possibly get you to take out your own damn trash for once?” Kihyun asked, his tone pointed as he angrily began grabbing the trash bag, shooting a glare over his shoulder while doing so. Changkyun, who was currently sprawled across the couch in the common area, bristled at the pointed comment, his eyes squinting as he looked over at Kihyun.

“That trash is barely even full, I would’ve gotten it later when it became full,” Changkyun replied, scrolling through his twitter feed as he half-glared over at his nagging roommate. This was a pretty common scene for them, and it usually began with Kihyun’s assumption that everything Changkyun did was always inherently wrong. Kihyun rolled his eyes, slipping on his shoes as he lugged the trash bag in his other hand.

“Yeah, maybe that would’ve been fine if you didn’t dump a whole fucking thing of Go-Gurt into the trash yesterday and then left it there to ferment,” Kihyun said, cringing as he swiftly exits the room, his tone angry and a touch condescending, making Changkyun’s chest throb. There was something deathly attractive about Kihyun’s voice when he got mad at Changkyun… even when he was looking down on his childish living habits, Changkyun couldn’t help but feel that rush of arousal every time Kihyun snarled down at him.

Leaning back into the couch, Changkyun bit his lip, feeling his cheeks flush with heat as he thinks about all of the other times Kihyun had gotten on to him… just today. Changkyun had a little secret- he purposefully tried to get under Kihyun’s skin, doing things to watch that angry red cover his cheeks and his pretty lips curl into a scowl. It was addictive, and honestly- even though he did often disagree with the things Kihyun said, he definitely exacerbated his disagreement. Biting his lip, Changkyun scrolled through the social media on his phone, trying to ignore the weird feelings that always bubbled up when Kihyun nagged him.

Bustling in through the door, Kihyun shut and locked the door behind him, slipping off his shoes before heading to the sink to wash his hands. He sometimes wondered why he dealt with Changkyun’s bullshit. He was messy, lazy, and sassy… and yet Kihyun still did everything for him, like he was his fucking maid or something. There was something satisfying about rubbing it in Changkyun’s face that he was always right, but there was one thing: Changkyun always gave him that look, that light in his eyes that made Kihyun’s heart pound. He didn’t really know what it meant yet, but he did know that he hated it.

“You better get the rest of this place cleaned up before tonight, okay?” Kihyun nagged in a small voice, his tone more gentle than next time. He liked to give Changkyun the benefit of the doubt before he inevitably accused him of never cleaning up after himself. Changkyun hummed noncommittally, rolling onto his side and trying to resist the urge to stare at Kihyun’s pretty body as he washed his hands.

“…I mean that, Changkyun-ah. All of this mess is your doing, and I don’t want our friends to think that I somehow was the cause of it,” Kihyun said, drying off his hands with the modest kitchen towel on the rack by the sink.

“I’ll do it before the party,” Changkyun replied, his voice low. Him and Kihyun shared a lot of mutual friends, which is why when they figured out they were assigned roommates at the start of the semester, neither was too upset about it. If they were so close with mutual friends, then surely they’d be able to get along too, right? Well, it didn’t quite turn out like that. Despite that, they still managed to get past their differences for long enough to plan out a party with their shared friends at the dorm that night.

For Kihyun, he was fine with doing it because it honestly made the most sense- their other friends all roomed with other people, and Kihyun didn’t want to be a nuisance for them. Changkyun, however, was just in it for the copious amounts of booze and stupid party shenanigans that were sure to arise. Kihyun had never seen him get drunk… and Changkyun wasn’t just any kind of drunk, he was a sexy drunk. He wanted to tempt Kihyun, to get him really mad and watch that sexy haze radiate from Changkyun’s eyes… to sum it up, Changkyun wanted to drunkenly flirt with his roommate that hated him tonight.

Leaning back into the couch, Changkyun tried to clear his mind of all of the romantic shit, instead choosing to chill for the next few hours while he got his thoughts together. Kihyun went back to his room, cleaning up a little before starting on some homework. Tonight, a lot would change between them, but before then, they would simply continue on with the same charade.

“Sooooo…. Never have I ever…” Jooheon slurred out, holding a red solo cup filled with some kind of mysterious, highly toxic liquid, his eyes glazed as he glanced around the room. The party was going full swing by this point, and now, after a few rounds of shots, everyone was circled around on a blanket on the floor playing Never Have I Ever- the classic teen girl party game. It had been relatively stupid and drunken for the most part, so Jooheon’s next words didn’t come as much of a surprise for the people around him.

“…done ass play,” he concluded, his cheeks turning a brighter shade of pink. Minhyuk, who was sitting next to him, spat out a bit of his drink, his eyes going wide. A few others tucked away a finger, signaling that they’d done it before, and Changkyun chuckled darkly as he surveyed the room. Truthfully, he wasn’t as drunk as the people around him, and it definitely didn’t go over his head when he noticed that Kihyun failed to put down a finger, despite the knowledge Changkyun possessed.

“Uh… Kihyun.” Changkyun stated, immediately attracting the attention of everyone around them. Kihyun raised a brow, blinking a few times as he stared blankly at his roommate. “I know for a fact that you pound your little ass every night- those moans can’t be explained otherwise,” Changkyun bluntly declares to the room full of their mutual friends, his eyes shining with a playful, yet sinfully dark, light that made an indignant flush rise to Kihyun’s cheeks.

“What the FUCK!?” Kihyun spat out, his face on fire. The room erupted into laughter, Minhyuk giddily declaring that Kihyun was a messy bottom, and Kihyun shook his head. “N-NO,” he tries to deny, but panic was setting in. How did Changkyun know that? Kihyun was so sure he was quiet when he fucked himself--- oh god, Changkyun knew he fucked himself. “CHANGKYUN-AH. COME HERE.” Kihyun suddenly got up, stomping over to his room and gesturing for Changkyun to come with him. The crowd seemed utterly amused by the turn of events, much to Kihyun’s chagrin, and he gestured even harder for Changkyun to get up and follow him to his room.

“Changkyun is about to get his ass beat,” Minhyuk stated, almost as if it were a fact, a huge grin on his face. The others all agreed, and soon the game started up again, the room of rancorous drunks completely forgetting about the two feuding roommates now both tucked away in Kihyun’s room.

Slamming the door behind them, Kihyun crossed his arms, giving Changkyun a stern look. He wasn’t about to just let this slide, not when he was humiliated like that in front of a whole room of his friends.

“Where the fuck do you get off declaring something like that to our friends?” Kihyun asked, raising an eyebrow. He looked downright livid, his pure, unadulterated rage overpowering his typically unfrightening stature and making him look like he was, in fact, about to beat Changkyun’s ass in. The shear disappointment on his face sent a shiver up Changkyun’s spine, and he bit his lip, cock getting hard just from that one look.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Changkyun denied, even though he very well did know what Kihyun was talking about. He sauntered about Kihyun’s tidy room, surveying the neatness in an effort to keep his erection from popping out of his pants. Kihyun felt rage boil up to the surface and he groaned, mixing feelings of humiliation and anger swirling inside him, pushing him on the edge of collapse.

He diverted his gaze away from Changkyun, noticing for the first time the dirty clothes just strewn about his room, marring the typical neatness with its unapologetic mess. Scrunching his eyebrows together, Kihyun’s anger temporarily subsides and he frowns, bustling about the room and picking up the offensive mess. Changkyun, watching the almost cute actions of his pissy roommate, decides to give him a little extra work, quickly taking off his shirt and tossing it onto the floor right in front of Kihyun’s feet.

“Here’s some more laundry for you to clean, heh,” Changkyun cheekily states, wobbling a little in residual drunkenness before flopping onto Kihyun’s bed, sans shirt. Kihyun feels his rage boil up full force again, and he straightens up, eyes getting wide as he sees Changkyun’s drunk ass sprawled all over his clean sheets-

“IM CHANGKYUN,” Kihyun yelled out, storming over to Changkyun on his bed and jumping on top of him, straddling his lap. He punched the mattress beside the boy’s head, his eyes flickering with two flames. “WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TRYING TO DO?” Kihyun asked, although it honestly just sounded like a loudly declared threat, his voice booming. Changkyun’s heart was racing now, and he licked the corner of his mouth, blinking rapidly as he tried to process the change in position.

“Are you really getting this mad because of a dirty shirt?” Changkyun asked, chuckling a bit. Kihyun was pretty sexy when he was mad, but this was a little much. Clearly Changkyun was just fucking with him. Kihyun’s eyes widened in anger, and he leaned a little closer to Changkyun, trying to get in the other boy’s face as much as he could.

“If it was just the shirt, then NO I wouldn’t be this fucking mad,” Kihyun replied, his usually melodic voice coarse with blatant rage. “Maybe if you didn’t go off about my fucking masturbation habits to the whole populous of our school, then maybe I would’ve been a little more forgiving of your bitCH ASS,” Kihyun replied, clearly exaggerating in his rage. Changkyun’s cheeks flushed, and he looked away, not exactly in the best position to be reminded of Kihyun masturbating—oh god, Kihyun’s ass was pressing against his dick now, and he was getting harder-

“Wh- What the fuck is this?” Kihyun asked, and Changkyun felt his heart drop. “Do you have an erection right now?” he continued, and Changkyun squeezed his eyes shut, trying to deny the reality of the situation. He was just a little drunker than he thought, there was no way this was actually happening right now. Kihyun, on the other hand, wasn’t just going to permit his silence in this situation. “CHANGKYUN-AH. TELL ME,” he insisted, and Changkyun shook his head.

“No,” he replied, eyes finally opening to give Kihyun an indignant look. Kihyun clenched his jaw, his eyes only seeing red. First, Changkyun outs him to all of his friends, completely ruining his ‘good boy’ persona, then, after knowing good and well what mess he made, Changkyun decides to give him more shit to clean up? On top of that, when Kihyun attempts to open his eyes to the bullshit mess he’s made, Changkyun pops a fucking boner? Kihyun was not about to let this slide, not tonight. Changkyun deserved some karma for all the crap he put Kihyun through.

Clenching his jaw, Kihyun rolls his hips against Changkyun’s crotch, his eyes wide as he processes that not only is Changkyun ridiculously hard, but that he’s also huge. Jesus, this is so much bigger than the toy Kihyun always uses… eyes getting a little hazy, Kihyun rocks his hips again, shivering a little at how big Changkyun felt against him- oh wait, he couldn’t ignore that this was Changkyun he was grinding against.

“You need to explain to me how somebody could get hard in this situation,” Kihyun demanded, his voice stone cold and serious. Changkyun was at a bit of an impasse here, not sure if he should continue denying his almost masochistic attraction for Kihyun or just finally say it, but Kihyun rolled his hips against his, and that decision was made. Kihyun, whether he realized it himself yet or not, was getting turned on by the whole situation too- and Changkyun wasn’t planning on letting it go.

“You’re so sexy when you get mad at me, I can’t help myself,” Changkyun replied. “Sometimes I do things on purpose just to get you all riled up,” he admitted, smirking a bit at the indignant look that passed over Kihyun’s handsome features- literally the most attractive face Kihyun could ever make.

“…So you mean to tell me that you’ve been purposefully getting me mad for your own pleasure?” Kihyun spits out, his anger boiling up. He slams his hips down onto Changkyun’s cock, his eyes pointed and lips pursed. “You’re getting all turned on because of how gross you fucking are?” Kihyun added, practically burning with rage. Changkyun’s lips curl up into a slow smirk, his heart pounding from the influx of erotic, intense sensations hitting him all at once.

“You could say that,” Changkyun noncommittally replies, blinking a few times as he feels Kihyun continue to rut against him. “But you’re not so different from me, Kihyun,” Changkyun states, startling Kihyun a bit. How could Changkyun and he be so similar? Changkyun answers Kihyun’s silent question by pushing a hand up the boy’s thigh, giving him a few seconds to push him away but oddly enough… Kihyun didn’t move.

“Before everyone showed up for the party, you were fucking yourself. I heard your moans carry throughout the whole dorm until seconds before the first guest arrived. You then scrambled around, running to the door to answer it,” Changkyun simply stated, making a flush rise to Kihyun’s cheeks.

“So? Your point?” Kihyun spat out, interrupting Changkyun’s story. Changkyun, without skipping a beat, continues.

“You think me getting turned on from your anger is perverse, don’t you?” Changkyun rhetorically asked, getting a slight nod from Kihyun despite the fact that both of them knew the answer. “Well, you’ve been talking to all of your friends with your little ass still soaking wet from fucking yourself. You can’t even keep your hands out of your pants for 10 minutes before your party starts, and yet I’m the gross one?” Changkyun asks, his eyes shining with an erotic, intense gaze that made Kihyun’s cock throb.

“That’s not true-!” Kihyun denied, even though he knew good and well that his ass had been dripping wet all night. Changkyun had hit the nail on the head, and Kihyun didn’t know how to reply, his heart racing. He’d been so horny lately, so desperate for action that his sessions with his cute purple dildo were becoming more frequent and much longer. He wanted to get fucked so bad it drove him crazy, and it was probably partially why he was so quick to anger lately. It didn’t help that Changkyun was stupidly attractive, either, and now paired with the current situation he was in, Kihyun was starting to think about things he’d never thought about before: namely, getting fucked by his own roommate.

“I could feel it and see for myself?” Changkyun asks, hoping that he didn’t cross a line here. It was one thing for Kihyun to be mad at him about his dirty clothes or trash, but it was another entirely for him to actually hate him forever. Kihyun purses his lips, blinking a few times as he realizes the lingering effects of alcohol were still in his system. He could just say he was drunk and a lil desperate, and honestly? He was. Besides, he didn’t give a shit about what Changkyun thought of him, so if he wanted to bang him, then why the fuck not. It’s not like Changkyun was going to think he was a whore or something, and if he did, then who cares.

“Do it,” Kihyun replied, trying to keep his tone harsh and cold, as if this was just a game and he wasn’t egging Changkyun on to finger his asshole. Changkyun bites his lip on a groan, his mind going crazy from the depravity of the situation. Kihyun was literally asking him to feel him up while straddling his lap, and not only that, but the party was still going on full swing in the room over. Changkyun bit his lip, praying that he could get Kihyun to moan like he always moaned on his little toys so that everyone knew exactly what they were doing~

Skirting his hand up Kihyun’s thigh, Changkyun looked into Kihyun’s face, watching his expression to make sure he didn’t cross a line or anything. When Kihyun’s stoic mug didn’t falter, Changkyun dipped his hand up the hem of Kihyun’s shorts, a little startled to see that he wasn’t even wearing underwear- but that didn’t stop him. Making it to his target, Changkyun brushed a finger against Kihyun’s entrance, his eyes widening as he feels how wet and erotically loose it was- clearly Kihyun’s dildo was a little bigger than Changkyun anticipated.

“It’s still wet~ you’re so dirty, Kihyun,” Changkyun drawled out, his voice seductive and heavy, like he knew all of Kihyun’s nasty little secrets, and honestly, at this point? He pretty much did. Kihyun bites his lip on a moan, his stubbornness getting in the way of actually enjoying Changkyun’s slender fingers pressing against his entrance.

“At least I don’t get off from my roommate calling me a slob,” Kihyun half-assedly replies, his voice shaking as Changkyun easily slips a finger inside him. “Oh fuck,” he curses out, his voice low and breathy as he finally is able to feel somebody else’s fingers inside him. He can’t even process the notion of telling Changkyun to stop at this point- the feeling is addictive and Kihyun needs it right now.

“But you do get off from your roommate’s fingers inside your slutty little ass,” Changkyun retorted, reveling in the pissed look Kihyun shot his way in reply as he easily slipped in another finger. Eyes widening, Kihyun’s back arches, and he clenches his jaw, still annoyed with Changkyun but his fingers felt so stupidly good he didn’t know what to do with himself.

“Just put in another finger, asshole,” Kihyun spits out, scrunching his eyebrows together and moaning low and hard as Changkyun does exactly what he says. God, and Changkyun was still so hard underneath him, probably getting off on the names Kihyun was calling him- knowledge that Kihyun didn’t know what to do with. On one hand, it kinda pissed him off that Changkyun wasn’t getting as mad as Kihyun wanted, but on the other… Kihyun wanted Changkyun’s cock inside him, and if the harsh words turned him on, then by god, Kihyun was going to vocalize his true thoughts.

“C’mon, harder, I’m not made of glass,” Kihyun demands, thrusting his hips down onto Changkyun’s fingers, his eyes half-lidded and lips firmly set in a scowl. Honestly, Changkyun already had three fingers inside him, and he probably shouldn’t be encouraging the boy to be any rougher, but his need and frustration outweighed rational thinking. Changkyun quirked a brow, a slightly condescending smirk crossing over his features. They both knew how desperate that sounded, and if Kihyun wanted it rough, then by god, Changkyun was going to give it to him rough. Thrusting his fingers hard into Kihyun’s wet entrance, Changkyun began pounding into the boy, reveling in the strained whimper that slipped from the older boy’s lips.

“I-Is that the best you can do?” Kihyun asked, but his voice was trembling, words slipping from his mouth with only half the anger he intended to portray. Changkyun felt a tinge of frustration bubble up, and he used one hand to grip Kihyun’s hip, the other still pounding away inside him. He knew he was fingering Kihyun hard enough to make the other boy sore for a few days, so why was he still giving him grief?

“Maybe if I was using something a little bigger, I’d be able to pound you like you so desperately need,” Changkyun retorted, his jaw clenched as he tried fruitlessly to make Kihyun’s guard drop. Kihyun’s cock hardened inside his shorts, and he bit his lip on a needy moan, eyes going hazy just from the thought of getting a dick right now. Unable to resist the temptation, Kihyun got off Changkyun’s lap, reveling in the wet pop that sounded in the air and the painfully empty feeling when Changkyun’s fingers slipped out. He quickly took off his shorts, now nude from the waist down.

“Then unzip your pants and do it,” Kihyun demanded, shooting Changkyun a hard glare. The situation was a little embarrassing, trying to fuck someone that Kihyun pretty much hated, but… he wanted it- to infuriate Changkyun further, watch that frustrated little face underneath him while he satisfied only himself… it was hot. Changkyun hastily unzipped his pants, pulling out his ridiculously hard cock with a little bit of effort. Jumping back onto the bed, Kihyun straddled Changkyun’s hips, grabbing the boy’s cock and lining it up with his ass.

Staring into Changkyun’s face, Kihyun slowly began lowering his hips, giving the boy enough time to back out if he needed to. Kihyun wasn’t about to go this far with someone unwilling, even if it was the roommate he hated. When Changkyun nods a little, Kihyun lowers himself onto Changkyun’s cock, pushing in just the tip. His eyes shining as he watches Changkyun groan in pleasure, Kihyun suddenly gets a rather devious idea.

Pulling back, Kihyun then begins fucking Changkyun’s cock- but only the tip. His legs are holding down Changkyun’s so that the boy can’t thrust up (easily) so he’s practically stuck here while Kihyun tortures him. Smiling and laughing a bit as he watches Changkyun start to get frustrated, Kihyun continues the teasing motion, his hips working hard.

“Isn’t this nice~” Kihyun teases, laughing a bit as Changkyun glares at him. Grabbing Kihyun’s hips, Changkyun desperately tries to force the boy deeper onto his cock- but it was to no avail.

“No, I’m barely inside,” Changkyun said, obviously frustrated. Chuckling, Kihyun raised a brow, continuing to minutely move his hips on Changkyun’s cock, his eyes mischievously looking down into Changkyun’s.

“It’ll have to do~” Kihyun said, obviously fully intending to continue doing this for as long as he pleased. A swell of annoyance and desperation rushed over Changkyun, and he roughly grabbed Kihyun’s hips, startling the boy just enough to shove him fully onto his cock- all the way to the hilt. Kihyun gasped, his lips parted lewdly and eyes rolling back as Changkyun grinds his cock against Kihyun’s deepest part. His dildo can’t even reach that far, but Changkyun can just rub against it like it was easy? Mind going crazy, Kihyun can’t even process the fact that Changkyun started thrusting into him until he almost slipped off the boy’s lap from the intensity.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Kihyun asked, his tone stern and serious, as if Changkyun had seriously done something wrong. Changkyun froze, his eyes staring up into Kihyun’s worriedly. “Did I say you could do that?” he asked, and then immediately answered himself. “No, I didn’t.” Changkyun swallowed dryly, his heart pounding in anticipation. Kihyun was really pissed now, and Changkyun couldn’t deny how fucking hot he looked glaring down at him.

“You’re gonna have to do it my way,” Kihyun coldly stated, using both hands to push Changkyun’s hands down above his head, staring down into the boy’s eyes without the slightest shred of mercy. Rolling his hips, Kihyun began fucking himself on Changkyun’s cock, holding eye-contact the entire time as he shoved Changkyun’s cock in and out, creating a delicious friction. Changkyun felt his heart pounding, and he desperately wanted to shove his cock in deeper, just to fuck with Kihyun… so he did.

“What did I just say?” Kihyun said, freezing his motions, eyes flickering with an undeniable anger that made Changkyun’s cock throb. “If you move your hips one more time, I’m going to leave you like this,” Kihyun threatened, although, truthfully, there was no way he could leave like this- not when he was this hard and aching. Changkyun bit his lip, eyebrows scrunching together as Kihyun slowly started riding him again. He wasn’t going to thrust, at least not yet- he had a plan- one that didn’t involve Kihyun getting up without at least one of them cumming.

Pleased that Changkyun was obeying him, Kihyun started to truly fuck him, his hips moving fast and hard on Changkyun’s cock, sucking him in and grinding like he was just some toy for Kihyun to cum on. Even though it was a little difficult fucking him so hard while holding his wrists down, Kihyun wasn’t about to release him now, not when Changkyun could use those hands to disobey him… so he kept them there. Luckily for them both, Kihyun was already getting close to cumming, so the mild discomfort was about to come to an end rather quickly.

Gasping as he hits a particularly good spot, Kihyun’s grip on Changkyun’s wrists loosens, and he focuses instead on grinding against that one spot over and over, riding Changkyun’s cock desperately. Moans were pouring from his lips now, but he didn’t even care, too obsessed with the pleasurable sensation to worry about any consequences. Sensing that Kihyun was about to cum, Changkyun breaks free from Kihyun’s hands, grabbing the boy’s hips and thrusting into him hard and deep. When Kihyun shoots him a look that’s a combination of anger and arousal, Changkyun feels his control slipping away faster than he can process, too focused on shoving his cock deep inside Kihyun’s addictively tight, wet heat.

At this point, Kihyun knew there wasn’t anything he could do to stop the inevitable from happening. As much as he wanted to shove Changkyun down and teasingly insert only the tip, he was too far gone to hold back his own orgasm, let alone anyone else’s. A few bitter protests slip from his lips in one final attempt to assert his dominance, and then, just a few seconds later, Kihyun cums hard all over Changkyun’s bare torso. Beneath him, Changkyun quickly pulls out, finishing himself off against the outside of Kihyun’s entrance.

Catching his breath for a few moments, the realization of what they just did hit Kihyun hard, and his eyes flew open, pulling himself away from Changkyun’s body in a half-drunk, half-orgasm-dazed flurry. This was the guy that made him clean his nasty Go-Gurt trash and never took his shoes off when he entered the dorm- why the hell did he just fuck him???

“Get out,” Kihyun demanded, getting off the bed and rapidly trying to locate his shorts. He could feel Changkyun’s cum on his ass and rage exploded out of him. “GET THE FUCK OUT!” Kihyun yelled, throwing Changkyun’s discarded shirt onto his head. Getting the idea, Changkyun scrambles up, rapidly zipping up his pants before scurrying out of the room- not even putting on his shirt before passing through the still crowded common area.

Shutting the door behind him, Kihyun groaned in frustration, hitting his forehead with his palm. What the fuck just got into him? He’d never usually do something like that… maybe he was more drunk than he thought… actually, he needed to get just a little bit more drunk to forget that even happened. Throwing on his shorts, Kihyun walks into the common room, relieved to see that Changkyun was nowhere to be found. The party was still going strong, and he was welcomed to the circle with an offered shot glass full of vodka. This was just what he needed.

The few weeks that followed were a little strained for Changkyun and Kihyun. They both immediately pretended like nothing happened, and that party was never brought up again, not even their mutual friends brought it up in their presence. Things were relatively back to normal after three weeks, and Kihyun pretty much had blocked it from his memory… that is, until a text from Minhyuk brought way too many feelings to the surface.

>>Minhyuk

Duuude you and Kyunnie need to throw a party again sometime, last time was so fucking hilarious.

>Kihyun

Yeah. Maybe someday.

>>Minhyuk

OMG I almost forgot that y’all fucked at the last party LMAO,,, must’ve been pretty fuckin good from what we could hear ;)

Kihyun rolls his eyes at that last text, flopping onto his sheets and angrily typing out his next reply, his mind filled with memories of his most recent sexual encounter.

>Kihyun

It was a mistake.

>>Minhyuk

Oh c’mon~ I could hear those sweet little moans~ and Changkyunnie has been acting so weird ever since… maybe he has a crush on you or something! I’ve always felt like there was potential for you two

Inhaling sharply, Kihyun locked his phone, throwing it to the foot of his bed with flushed cheeks. Changkyun? With a crush on him? But Kihyun treated him like trash half the time, how the hell could he actually be attracted to him despite that? He suddenly remembered the little confession Changkyun told him before they fucked- that he actually got off on Kihyun’s anger. Maybe… maybe Changkyun really did have an attraction towards him.

“AGHHH!” Kihyun half-screamed in frustration, bringing his hands to his face and rolling around, not sure what to do with himself. Changkyun was really hot, and his cock was incredible- he knew that from experience, but to have a… a…

“I DO NOT HAVE A CRUSH ON MY ROOMMATE!” Kihyun yelled out, trying to convince himself that he wasn’t actually feeling the things he was most certainly feeling. Changkyun was different than anyone else Kihyun had ever been with, but he was exciting, unpredictable, sexy… maybe Kihyun just needed someone a little different.

But there was one major problem: what if Changkyun didn’t like him back? Then he’d just be a fucking idiot getting feelings for someone that was just fucking with him for fun. Annoyed, Kihyun grabbed his phone, typing out a hasty reply.

>Kihyun

There’s no way that little shit has a crush on me. Let’s do another party at your place- and soon. I need to get drunk.

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